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Post by Amber on Jun 13, 2010 20:30:46 GMT -5
A tiny, malnourished tom-cat stumbled through FernClan territory, gaze bleak with hunger. His senses were clouded and he could not smell the FernClan scent here - not that he would have recognized it. Ivaylo's sides were caved in and his ribs protruded like tree branches lining his pelt.. the tell-tale signs of starvation.
The kitten - who looked almost 6 months old - had not been as fortunate after his encounter with the former BoulderClan leader. With no mother to teach him to hunt, he resorted to scavenging, and if he was lucky he would eat once every 3 days. Now it showed in the way his matted fur clung to his skeletal frame and his paws staggered upon the loose soil. Ivaylo's once sparkling eyes had lost their familiar glitter of mischief. Now they stared somberly out of a desperate face.
The whiff of food made the starving kit whip his head upwards, claws unsheathing. Oh.. it was a bird. Ivay didn't like to hunt, nor did he really know how. But he was so hungry... the scent overpowered him and he rushed forward, paws outstretched, fumbling for a hold on the sparrow. It slipped out of his grasp and fluttered away. The tom watched it go and then sunk to the ground, gasping for breath.
Vibrations in the ground told him another cat was approaching, but for once Ivay was too tired to care. The kitten closed his eyes and let the darkness engulf him.
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Post by Flamey on Jun 14, 2010 22:09:00 GMT -5
In the area surrounding the Moth Tree, a sleek black figure moved among the undergrowth, looking nothing more than a patch of shadow. Blacksky opened his maw, senses alert, concentrating on his surroundings. At last he caught something. The faintest scent of prey, just a tree-length away. The scent brought up a sudden rumbling in his stomach, but he adamantly ignored it. The clan must be fed first," he repeated over and over in his head, swallowing the saliva that was now forming in his mouth, as he followed the scent, getting closer and closer to the Moth Tree. Somewhere along he way, he stopped. The scent had disappeared, replaced by that of a cat. Forgetting all thoughts of hunting he unsheathed his claws, slowly prowling forward, his belly skimming the ground, but not making a sound. He was surprised by what he saw. Instead of an intruder, the cat looked no older than a kit ready to become an apprentice. He approached cautiously, nevertheless. He could see the poor kit's ribs sticking out of his pelt. Having no other choice, he padded closer. The kit could never be a threat, and it was obvious that he needed help, fast. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" he asked, even though he knew those were stupid questions to ask someone who was dying of hunger at the moment, but he had to know before he gave the kit any prey from FernClan. [/size] |
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Post by Amber on Jun 14, 2010 22:17:33 GMT -5
Hearing the pawsteps come closer, Ivaylo whispered something indecipherable and shuffled a little on the forest floor. He did not open his eyes but instead continued to lie there like a piece of discarded prey. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" The words made the kitten's fur stand on end. Cracking open one eye, the llittle tom stared up at the Clan cat with an undisguised desperation. "Starving," he croaked, "I.. I'm sorry... I'd leave.. but I..."
He trailed off, closing the eye again. He was much too exhausted to move, let alone get up and leave the territory. This was obviously Clan land - no doubt the muscled tom who had approached was some sort of forest cat. He didn't really remember the Clans - none except for BoulderClan.. if only he hadn't run that day. Maybe he would have been taken in. Drawing in a shaky breath, Ivay let it out while trying his best to hold back a cough. "P-please.. can you please help me?" he begged, eyes still not opening.
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Post by Flamey on Jun 14, 2010 22:30:09 GMT -5
Blacksky could not help but feel pity for the young kit. The warrior code said that a warrior must never neglect a kit in danger, no matter from what clan. Even though the kit obviously didn't belong to any clan, he thought that the rule still applied, as starvation was counted as a danger. The warrior code also mentioned that he had to show mercy to a cat who asked for help. He opened his mouth to say something, anything to the kit, but closed it when he realized that his words would not help the kit in any way. "Wait for me." he said, the previous hostility in his voice gone, replaced by the pity he felt for him. In a flash, he was gone, pelting through the thick ferns, maw already open, looking for any sign of prey. There!" he spotted a mouse, nice and plump, moving slowly towards its burrow, confident that it wasn't in any danger. He struck out with his paw, blocking the mouse's way, forcing it to stop, while he used his other paw to pin it to the ground. He bit down hard on its neck, until it stopped moving. Picking it up by the tail the went back the way he came, until he saw the bony form of the kit nearby. "Eat.' he said, dropping the mouse in front of him. |
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Post by Amber on Jun 14, 2010 22:59:43 GMT -5
Ivaylo blinked up at the tom with shock. Hadn't he just been about to chase him out? Struggling to his weary paws, the seal-point kitten glanced from Blacksky to the freshly-caught mouse and back again. Slowly Ivay angled his head downwards, though his eyes continued to flick towards the Clan cat. Cautious of any sort of trick, he slowly took a bite of the mouse, gaze now focusing solely on Blacksky.
But as the mouth-watering taste of the prey hit his tongue the kit was torn away from his suspicions. With the speed of any ravenous being he wolfed down the freshkill, blue eyes wide and tail hooked. His attention was now nowhere but his meal. It was but a morsel; Ivaylo finished it quickly and then stared blankly out at the trees. After a couple of moments, he stole a glance at Blacksky, muttering something that sounded a lot like, "Do you think .. that I could ... stay with your Clan? For a.. for a while...?
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Post by Flamey on Jun 15, 2010 9:21:17 GMT -5
The black tom waited patiently when the kit looked shocked, and as he stood up. Blacksky could tell that the kit didn't trust him fully yet, maybe even not at all. He had probably never heard of clan cats before, or if he had, the things he had heard were probably far from describing them. His patience was replaced with amusement, though, when he saw the kit gulp down the prey like he'd never eat again. He couldn't blame him though, because from the looks of him, he probably hadn't eaten more than a few scraps every few days. What was a cat as young as he doing in FernClan territory anyway? Where could his mother be? Or maybe he didn't have one anymore... These questions he planned to ask the kit, as soon as he was fit enough to answer. He was jolted from his thoughts by the other tom-cat's voice. It took a few seconds before he realized what the kit had said. Unfortunately, the decision wasn't his, but the clan leader's. It didn't look like their clan leader would remain in her position for much longer though, for no one trusted her judgement much anymore, due to her betrayal of the warrior code. But for now she was still the leader. "I'll have to ask Echostar... come on." he said, with a flick of his tail. Hopefully he would have enough energy by now to make it to camp. [/size] |
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Post by Amber on Jun 15, 2010 11:20:00 GMT -5
Ivaylo simply stared at the tom for a moment longer, eyes unfocused. "Uh.. Okay...," he murmured, standing up from his crouch. The seal-point looked away awkwardly, fur standing on end, and muttered something too quiet to discern. He still didn't trust the older tom or his 'Clan cats' - hadn't Edelweiss said they were "savages"? - but it was the only option.
As he thought of Edel, Ivay felt a pang of sadness grip him. He missed her... Pushing thoughts of his old best friend away, he closed his eyes briefly. They fluttered open more determined then ever. Soon the kit was following Blacksky to the camp.
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Post by Jaysong :D on Jun 26, 2010 15:36:24 GMT -5
Echostar looked up from the mouse she was eating to see Blacksky entering the camp,followed by a tiny,starving kit. Most of the clan no longer trusted her,but she remained the proud leader she always had been,protecting herself from their hostile gazes. She had contemplated just leaving,since her clan wanted her gone anyway,but she couldn't do that to the ones who still followed her,and she deffinitley would not leave in the sense that she had quit.
The tiny kit and Blacksky approached her and she sat up,her eyes full of sympathy. "Who is this?"she asked and sat up. The poor kit looked like he might fall over any minute and she was worried. He didn't look sick though,just on the verge of death from starvation. She would do everything she could to help him,and for starters,that would probably get him some food.
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Post by Flamey on Jul 6, 2010 7:28:53 GMT -5
Blacksky scanned the camp for the clan leader, andsaw her just as she was looking up from her meal. He honestly didn't know what he thought of his leader. For starters, she had betrayed the whole clan by choosing a mate from a different clan. She refused to tell who it was or which clan he came from, so some went so far as to assume that it was either a rouge or a loner. They only went as far as that though. No clan cat would be caught dead spotted with a kittypet... Secondly, she not only chose a mate outside the clan, she even had kits with him. Mintkit and Amberkit, the poor things... born as half-clan cats in such an environment. But besides that, Echostar had been wise and smart in her decisions all throughout her leadership, and to the minority of FernClan cats, it didn't matter that she loved someone from a different clan. Personally, he himself was unbiased, and stood on neither side, but he was loyal to his clan, and since Echostar was chosen as the leader of the clan, he was loyal to her.
Blacksky dipped his head in greeting to Echostar before speaking. "I found this kit near the Moth Tree. He wants to know if he can stay in FernClan... for a while." he said, getting straight to the point. |
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Post by Jaysong :D on Jul 7, 2010 20:10:54 GMT -5
"Hmm.."Echostar pondered it for a second. This kit obviously posed no threat,and he was starving, they couldn't be as heartless as to send a kit away to die. "Well,I suppose it won't hurt anyone. He can stay here for a while."she replied.
"Why don't you tell me your name?"she coaxed the kit gently. She knew he wasn't a tiny baby,but she knew it must be terrifying to be young and weak,faced with so many larger,stronger cats. She didn't want to come off intimidating.
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Post by Amber on Jul 8, 2010 0:45:40 GMT -5
Ivaylo followed Blacksky throughout the territory, ears pricked and swiveled to countless sounds. He took in the sights with wide eyes, never once looking down at the path ahead of him. It was a wonder he didn't trip... As they both entered the camp, the kit blinked up at an approaching cat.
Sitting on his haunches, he tried his best to conceal his fright, forcing his fur down and averting his gaze. Ivay listened intently to the brief exchange and then jumped suddenly when he realized he was being addressed. "O-oh!" he mewed. I'm Ivaylo.. But you can call me Ivay. Ih-vay-low. Call me Ivylah and you die." A grin flickered upon his muzzle. It did feel nice to speak such familiar words! Even if they did sound disrespectful.
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Post by Flamey on Jul 8, 2010 6:36:23 GMT -5
" I think I'll leave you two alone first." Blacksky said, trying, and failing, to hide the amusement from his voice. With another respectful dip of his head to the clan leader, he slipped away towards the fresh-kill pile. He had felt his stomach growling since before he had started hunting and found Ivaylo, and now it had turned into a steady gnawing, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since yesterday. As approached the pile, he couldn't help but feel guilty that he hadn't caught anything. In fact, he had, but he had given it to the kit. Now that he thought about it, even if he had just taken Ivaylo directly to the camp, knowing Echostar, she would have immediately offered him food, so technically, it didn't really matter. Picking up a freshly killed mouse, he headed off to the entrance of the warriors den and lay down, immediately taking a bite out of the mouse, relishing its juicy flavor, as he watched Ivaylo and Echostar. [/size] |
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Post by *-*Riku*-* on Jul 8, 2010 7:34:33 GMT -5
[OOC: Can i join?  ] Silentshadow came out of the warriors den with a long, luxurious stretch, her mouth widening in a yawn, When she saw Blackmist, her tail curled in greeting and she headed over to the fresh-kill pile for some breakfast before she went out on the sunhigh patrol. Silentshadow had noticed, more than anyone else, what her mother had done to the clan. The entire camp was in uproar, FernClan had split into 3 groups, those who believed the same as Oceanwave, those who were loyal to Echostar, and those, like Silentshadow herself, who didn't really care either way.
Being Oceanwave's mute daughter however, made her the object of some of the other cat's jokes. She had had to deal with 2 cats who were close to Echostar being mean to her, they had asked her what she thought of the split in their clan, and when she had not answered other than to flick her ears, they had pretended to be offended and had tried to demand an answer out of her. Silentshadow had not expressed how these particular cats had made her feel, but deep down, it hurt, that they still thought she was stupid- even more now, perhaps, than before.
Luckily, her brother, Stormcloud, had been there to tell them off, but that hadn't stopped her from working twice as hard as she normally did. She had been on 3 patrols yesterday, one hunting and 2 borders, and she had been up late last night, for the camp watch. Now, she was choosing out a squirrel before she went on the sunhigh boarder patrol, and then she had volunteered to take the apprentices out battle training with her brother, Cloudpelt. Her fur was still a little ruffled from sleep, showing how exhausted she was in trying desperately to prove her worth to the Clan.
She settled down near Blackmist and took a few dainty bites of her meal. Silentshadow felt hollow with hunger, but she wasn't feeling it very much with all the stress she was under. There were red circles under her eyes and her ears drooped. When she finished eating, she stifled a yawn and then got up to walk to the entrance of the camp and wait for the other cats who would be joining her. That was when she noticed the newcomer. She flicked her tail tip in interest and pricked her ear to hear what he had to say.
"...Ih-vay-low. Call me Ivylah and you die." Silentshadow drew her lips back in a hiss at the young cat's rudeness. If she had been Echostar, she would have slapped that kit across the face for such talk. Emaciated or not, that was no way to talk to one of the most powerful cats in the forest. |
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Post by Jaysong :D on Jul 8, 2010 17:16:51 GMT -5
Echostar raised one eyebrow,pondering her reaction. She could get mad at the young cat,Ivaylo,or she could let it slide just once since he was young and didn't know any better. She decided to let it go this time,because she knew he had no doubt of her authority and was just joking. Eventually she just grinned and mewed," You should watch how you talk. I won't get mad for this one,but most leaders would not take being desrespected so lightly,even if it was just one time,and they knew you were just playing around." She put a mix of authority and gentleness in her words,letting him know that she would not be so kind again,but that she wasn't against joking every know and then.
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